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A trail upwinds from Golden; It leads to a land God only knows… To the land of eternal frozen snow… That trail unknown and olden. And they tell a tale that is stran…
Sleep, with her tender balm, her t… Has passed me by; Afar I see her vesture, velvet-li… Float silently; O! Sleep, my tired eyes had need…
All yesterday the thought of you w… And when sleep wandered o’er the w… To fill my dreams with splendour s… And in the morn I wakened with yo… Awakened, my beloved, to the morni…
And only where the forest fires ha… Scorching relentlessly the cool no… A sweet wild flower lifts its purp… And, like some gentle spirit sorro… It hides the scars with almost hum…
Plains, plains, and the prairie la… To the north the open country, sou… Never a bit of woodland, never a r… Only a stretch of cactus beds, and… Never a habitation, save where in…
Like a grey shadow lurking in the… He ventures forth along the edge o… With silent foot he scouts the cou… And scents the carrion awaiting hi… His savage eyeballs lurid with a f…
You are belted with gold, little b… Yellow gold, like the sun That spills in the west, as a chal… When feasting is done. You are gossamer-winged, little br…
What saw you in your flight to-day… Crows, awinging your homeward way? Went you far in carrion quest, Crows, that worry the sunless west… Thieves and villains, you shameles…
Beyond a ridge of pine with russet… The west lifts to the sun her long… Her blushes stain with gold and ga… The shore, the river and the wide… Like floods of wine the waters fil…
When did you sink to your dreamles… Out there in your thunder bed? Where the tempests sweep, And the waters leap, And the storms rage overhead.
My forest brave, my Red-skin love… We may not meet to-morrow; who can… What mighty ills befall our little… Or what you’ll suffer from the whi… Here is your knife! I thought ’tw…
Cards, and swords, and a lady’s lo… That is a tale worth reading, An insult veiled, a downcast glove… And rapiers leap unheeding. And ’tis O! for the brawl,
To-night the west o’er-brims with… Its chalice overflows With pools of purple colouring the… Aflood with gold and rose; And some hot soul seems throbbing…
A meadow brown; across the yonder… A zigzag fence is ambling; here a… Of underbush has cleft its course… Till where beyond it staggers up a… The long, grey rails stretch in a…
Lady Lorgnette, of the lifted las… The curling lip and the dainty nos… The shell-like ear where the jewel… The arching brow and the languid p… The rare old lace and the subtle s…